This is one of the songs in “South Pacific”.
It was somewhat out of place. There was no hint of any hatred in the play.
I disagree strongly with the sentiment. Hatred is not a lesson we learn, and few would admit to teaching it. Fear is a natural reaction, especially in an unfamiliar circumstance.
We teach ourselves how to hate, merely by copying what we see, hear and feel around us. As dependent babies and children, we need food and comfort, so we desperately try to fit in by copying. Very quickly, any copied hatreds become part of our cultural identity - complete with detailed rationalisations for them (all copied, rarely thought-through).
No group within a society has ever “Got to be” taught the norms of the group - culture is assimilated. Rather, we need to be taught to examine ourselves and to be willing to lose face with our past behaviours and words.
